Villain: Capture The Loli Sword Spirit At The Beginning

Yang Yun doesn't have any complicated moves, all he does is wave the big flag one move after another.

Every wave can stir up countless surging forces.

The Dark Emperor is amazed by Yang Yun's powerful strength, but he doesn't pay too much attention to it.

No matter how strong he is, he is only a Saint Realm cultivator.

Although this Yang Yun is already much stronger than countless geniuses, in the eyes of the Dark Emperor, he is still just an ordinary junior.

"You are not the mastermind behind the scenes. Tell me who is behind you, and I can spare your life!"

"No need!"

Yang Yun's attacks come one after another, like waves surging in the sea.

The Dark Emperor focuses on defense while observing the situation around him.

He firmly believes that Yang Yun is not the mastermind.

Although Yang Yun is strong, his strength is limited to the Saint Realm.

In a battle against himself, his strength is insufficient.

If he wants to plot against him, it is far from enough.

"Let me guess who is manipulating you, the Imperial Palace? The Radiant Star Holy Land? The Bai Family? The Cheng Family? Or... the Du Family? The Unfettered Buddha Sect? The Qin Family? The Morning and Night Ancient Sect? The Gu Family?"

The Dark Emperor mentions several forces.

The earlier forces are top forces with Dao Realm cultivators, while the latter ones are hidden forces that have emerged in the Immortal Domain in recent years.

He suspects many people, but he cannot determine any of them.

Yang Yun remains calm, without showing any abnormalities to the Dark Emperor.

Seeing this, the Dark Emperor can only give up on using his eloquence to force Yang Yun to reveal the mastermind behind the scenes.

He starts to exert his strength and launches an attack. The space is filled with a dark purple fist force, and countless resentful spirits seem to whisper and disturb Yang Yun's mind.

But Yang Yun's mind is firm and unaffected by these whispers.

He continues to wave the big flag in his hand, brilliant golden light fills his surroundings, bursting out even stronger power. The flag clashes with the fist again and again, and the tremendous force from the flagpole forces the Dark Emperor to retreat step by step.

"You don't seem to be that great!"

"Not great? If you weren't distracted by finding a way to break this space, do you think you could talk so much nonsense?"

The Dark Emperor receives such a comment for the first time, and his face immediately turns cold.

So, he decides to deal with Yang Yun first.

His body suddenly becomes huge, several zhang tall, his muscles bulging layer by layer, making him look like a terrifying mountain.

When he throws another punch, a strange purple spiritual power wraps around the big flag in Yang Yun's hand, as if it wants to take possession of the flag.

Yang Yun tightly grips the end of the flagpole, feeling as if the flag is about to fly out of his hand.

Bang!

At this moment, the Dark Emperor throws another punch, fiercely smashing Yang Yun into the wall of the palace, creating a deep pit.

Immediately after, the Dark Emperor pounces on Yang Yun like a ferocious beast, punching his face as if he wants to smash a hole in Yang Yun's head.

Yang Yun's head sinks deep into the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Is that all?"

The Dark Emperor can't help but mock.

He hasn't even used his full strength and has already beaten Yang Yun into this state.

"A Dao Realm expert is indeed powerful. A strand of your divine sense projection is enough to defeat me. I am not your match."

Yang Yun grins, openly admitting his shortcomings.

However, his words make the Dark Emperor's expression somewhat unpleasant.

"You even saw through my divine sense projection?"

"If your true body were here, you should have the power to kill me instantly. But you didn't do that. Instead, you fought with me for a long time, which proves that you are not the true body."

"Interesting."

The Dark Emperor sneers and disappears.

He always firmly believes that this Yang Yun is not the mastermind behind the scenes.

Since Yang Yun has now seen through the fact that this is just a divine projection, there is no need for him to pretend here.

Yang Yun staggered to his feet from the ground and smiled bitterly.

A strong cultivator is still a strong cultivator after all.

When will he be able to break through to the next level?

...

In a hidden corner of the ancient city of Luo Tian.

Countless restrictions surrounded the Dark Lord, as if suppressing something.

When the divine projection in the ruins dissipated, the Dark Lord, who was located here, finally opened his eyes. A dazzling brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"You have quite a lot of patience."

The Dark Lord clenched his fists, feeling somewhat helpless.

He always felt that every move he made was seen through by the other party.

He originally wanted to use a divine projection to lure out the mastermind behind the scenes, but the other party used Yang Yun to expose the fact that the Dark Lord himself was just a divine projection.

Does he really have to go in directly?

It's not that the Dark Lord fears anyone, but he doesn't like the feeling of being led by the nose.

Most importantly, he still doesn't know where that Dragon Ancestral Qi came from.

"Dark Lord, you must personally enter."

"Dragon Ancestor, I am unwilling. It is meaningless to enter without sufficient certainty."

A faint shadow of a divine dragon appeared behind the Dark Lord, starting a conversation with him.

This is a secret that the Dark Lord has never told anyone.

Within the true blood of the Dragon Ancestor, there is a strand of the Dragon Ancestor's will.

This strand of will doesn't mind being refined, it just hopes to let the Dragon Ancestor's prestige reappear in the world.

"Dark Lord, you haven't experienced life and death for too long."

"There is no need to experience it."

The Dragon Ancestor fell silent.

He hopes that his prestige can reappear in the Immortal Domain, which coincides with the Dark Lord's wishes.

So during the Dark Lord's refining process, he has been cooperating with him.

But...

Compared to the true blood of the Dragon Ancestor, the Dark Lord's physique is still too weak.

He is only a strand of will, without complete memories, and doesn't know how to help the Dark Lord refine the true blood smoothly.

"This is an opportunity that cannot be missed."

"It is an opportunity, but also a trap. Dragon Ancestor, I will handle it myself."

Upon hearing this, the Dragon Ancestor had nothing more to say.

The Dark Lord is good at everything.

Powerful, far-sighted.

But he always likes to be fully prepared before taking action.

But in this world, how can everything be fully prepared?

The divine dragon shadow disappeared behind the Dark Lord, and the strand of will returned to silence.

He sat in place and tried to continue refining the true blood of the Dragon Ancestor.

But at this moment, countless powerful auras approached from a distance.

Each aura was no weaker than the aura the Dark Lord felt in the Dragon Ancestor's ruins.

They were all divine projections of strong cultivators.

The Dragon Ancestor's ruins are not only tempting to those who possess the true blood of the Dragon Ancestor.

As long as there is a desire to become stronger, they will inevitably be tempted.

"Is this your last resort? Using other people's greed to make me anxious?"

The Dark Lord was angry, but also helpless.